Chocolates, flower, love poem, and first kiss. Those are good gifts for Valentine's Day, right? I think so, especially when I have to spend a few weeks worth of lunch money to pay for the first two. Not only that, I haven't willingly written a poem entirely of my own creation since since I was 13. And that was for school. I think that raises its romantic worth a few points, since I'm specifically venturing from my comfortable writing zone. I think it makes it better...
Being the little girl that I am, I had Valentine's Day on my mind, so I figured I'd share my little plan while I wait for the shuttle to arrive. I think my valentine (I refuse to name him, in case of spies... Looking at you Steve and Grandma) is getting me some of those little Lindor Lindt Truffles that I like, and that book about Arthas I wanted around Christmas but didn't have any money for.
Fatty foods and fantasy novels; the easiest way into my heart.
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I wish I could get into the whole chocolate thing. I like peanut butter and milk chocolate, but truffles and the nutty ones are on a whole new level.
ReplyDeleteI think it would be fabulous to hear your love poem. If it's one of those private things so be it.
Hehe, usually I stab at people's positivity when it comes to this holiday.. However you are one of the few who don't turn it into a upper-hand situation (attempting to outdo others).
ReplyDeleteSo, on that note; hopefully you have a good one! (Valentine's Day, that is.)
Well, I wrote one and thought it wasn't quite long enough, so I threw in a couple more stanzas but the tone and even the theme seemed different; so I accidentally wrote two poems. I'm still working on them, but when I've come to a definitive end with them I'll post them. Thanks, guys.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing the Valentines day gift ideas. It was nice going through your blog. Keep it up the good work.
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I don't have the brevity necessary to be a poet, but the poems don't necessarily need to be good to get across the romantic intent. I think it'll be appreciated by its intended recipient, and it's the thought that counts.
ReplyDeleteAll right, here's the first poem I wrote. Try not to judge it too harshly.
ReplyDeleteYou breeze in with sylvan grace
and my heart is lighter,
woes of nights gone forgotten,
dismissed by your soft brilliance
as dawn sends stars into hiding.
A lodestar of predilection; my secret-fire.
So alluring, your warmth
that I seek it everywhere
In your hands, your breast, and in your eyes.
My sojourn lures me lost in their amenity
‘til your dulcet murmur enlivens me,
that voice sweeter still than your earthy gaze.
Those tolerant eyes reveal invisible value
projections of golden virtue and oaken dedication.
Consigned to Earth by Sune,
sired by the munificent Morninglord
you embody all that I could long for,
the shining steward of my adulation.
(If you were wondering, Sune is the Faerunian goddess of beauty and love, whereas the Morninglord is the title of the god Lathander, whose portfolio includes dawn, renewal, youth, and self-perfection. They're nerdy allusions, but I couldn't help myself.)
Thought you were posting it on a separate blog! It's great!
ReplyDeleteNice that you like it, but I'm not particularly proud of it. Then again, I'm not a poet, so I'm not exactly ashamed of it either. Just something I did, I guess. I'm too literal minded to write good poetry.
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